It’s interesting how detached she is, how apathetic. She sees her chimeras as mere tools, and gets them to attack the populace. I wonder what I shall find out when I turn the page?
. Soon Vash stands alone, the beasts fallen dead around him. His sword is stuck in a final one, blue light rising like steam from where the monster had bitten him.
. He hears clapping and turns. A woman stands a little ways away from him, with long black hair and pale skin, dressed in a brown-and-black dress with a golden sash around her waist. Her eyes are green, bright green irises with lighter green scleras like a film of algae. “Oh, don’t let me interrupt,” she says. “You looked like you were having fun.” She rests her hand on the single large, goat-like creature beside her.
. “…So I take it these chimera belong to you?” Vash asks.
. “Yes, but don’t worry — I don’t hold a grudge,” the woman answers, smiling. “I can always make more.”
The villain strikes up conversation with the hero. Not like taking Vash’s soul requires him to be distracted or anything… Oh well, his tears will be sweet anyway.
THE RACCOON SLAYER: man, shit got rocked, who knew being pretty and badass was so tiring?
Random Forest witch: bravo you fucking narcissistic cringe lord, you killed some demons from hell. Now continue your cringe monologue!
TRS: do the demons belong to you? Cause I’ll be the hero a change my name to the witch slayer if you don’t step down!
Forest witch: Ï FƏÆŘ ŇØ ĢŒĐ!!
TRS: dude, cool your shit! I’m meant to be the intimidating one!
It’s interesting how detached she is, how apathetic. She sees her chimeras as mere tools, and gets them to attack the populace. I wonder what I shall find out when I turn the page?
TL;DR: Pest control complete. The pompous mutant rat breeder ruining the convention makes her surprisingly calm appearance.
god I wish that was me
I hold a grudge! They’re so cute! >:|
the epitome of Unconcerned
“She’s an outlaw loose and running!”
People cried throughout the land,
So he came to do some business with
The Big Iron in his hand.
Big Iron in his haaaaaaand…
thank you very much for this.
OH SO THEY’RE HERS hmm this gives me much to consider
Today’s Alt Text:
Yeah, she looks friendly and normal.
I like the glow effect on the eyes, except for the dude, those are distracting.
All the beasts are dead.
And now who is this lady?
She made these creatures.
Dear HP Lovecraft.
Fuck you,
Cuz you are my old account.
Fucking bisexual. Distracted by dude’s eyes.
Your new account,
Question bag.
Enter creepy woman now
And she makes chimeras somehow
. Soon Vash stands alone, the beasts fallen dead around him. His sword is stuck in a final one, blue light rising like steam from where the monster had bitten him.
. He hears clapping and turns. A woman stands a little ways away from him, with long black hair and pale skin, dressed in a brown-and-black dress with a golden sash around her waist. Her eyes are green, bright green irises with lighter green scleras like a film of algae. “Oh, don’t let me interrupt,” she says. “You looked like you were having fun.” She rests her hand on the single large, goat-like creature beside her.
. “…So I take it these chimera belong to you?” Vash asks.
. “Yes, but don’t worry — I don’t hold a grudge,” the woman answers, smiling. “I can always make more.”
Oh I like her
GLaDOS voice: looks like my slow clap processor made it into this thing
Let the shipping start!
The villain strikes up conversation with the hero. Not like taking Vash’s soul requires him to be distracted or anything… Oh well, his tears will be sweet anyway.
THE RACCOON SLAYER: man, shit got rocked, who knew being pretty and badass was so tiring?
Random Forest witch: bravo you fucking narcissistic cringe lord, you killed some demons from hell. Now continue your cringe monologue!
TRS: do the demons belong to you? Cause I’ll be the hero a change my name to the witch slayer if you don’t step down!
Forest witch: Ï FƏÆŘ ŇØ ĢŒĐ!!
TRS: dude, cool your shit! I’m meant to be the intimidating one!